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🕑 Added 2016-09-16 04:43:01 +0000 UTC Harry was just glad that his father’s cloak kept the monsters from noticing them. He whispered, “Sneaky.”Tonks did the best she could to sneak by the monstrous penguins, sadly she managed to make noise as she was passing the last penguin which screamed, “Intruders!”
Harry raised his hands and sent a ball of fire at the Diggle.
Tonks stared as the small creature screamed and caught fire. “How the hell?!”
“Run,” Harry replied in a whisper.
Tonks ran for the hopefully empty hallway in front of her, she ran across the wooden bridge then turned and pointed her wand at the monster following them and sent sparks at it.
Harry sent another ball of fire at the creature then smiled as the creature died and left behind a strange rune engraved metal cube.
Level increased by 1. Tonks’ level increased by 1.
Tonks held still as several monsters walked out of the first room and glanced around. Thankfully after several seconds of looking at the dead Diggle they turned around and walked back into the first room. She waited until they’d been gone for a few seconds before she whispered, “That was close.”
“Too close,” Harry replied with a whisper then summoned the metal cube. He put the cube in his inventory and looked at it. “Heraldic Lutefisk Cube, turns anything placed inside of it to lutefisk.”
Tonks frowned slightly as yet another object vanished or appeared around Harry. “You’re going to have to show me your magic pocket trick at some point.”
“Talent,” he said cheerfully, happy both their vocabularies seem to be less limited in Diggle Hell, possibly because it wasn’t the ‘real’ world.
“Can you blast the rest of the monsters with your fireballs?” Tonks wasn’t sure what was going on but Harry’s fireballs were doing more damage than ‘her’ wand.
“Yes.”
“Okay, we’re going to try to find a way out without getting killed,” Tonks replied in a whisper as they made their way down the hallway into the next room.
Harry charged his fireball then tossed it at a small Diggle that was sleeping on his feet. He didn’t really feel all that guilty about it considering what had happened the first time he’d come to Diggle Hell. The fireball set the Diggle on fire and dropped his health by half. He followed the first fireball with two smaller fireballs which finished the creature off. “Bad monster.”
Tonks frowned slightly at the small pile of gold coins that dropped off the monster. “Gold?” She carefully walked over and picked up the coins and looked them over. “Not bad. Hopefully we can find the exit soon.”
Fifteen minutes of dodging patrols, killing single small monsters and looting chests later and they’d made it to a glowing red portal. Tonks asked, “Is that the exit? Never mind, you’re a toddler.”
Harry reached up and touched his nose. “Save game.”
“Game saved.”
Harry spoke up, “Yeah, that’s the exit and I’m not exactly a toddler though I am Harry James Potter.”
“What do you mean, Harry?” Tonks asked nervously as she thought about the fact that Harry had just used a complete sentence that consisted of more than just a few simple words.
“I got sent back in time and stuck as my younger self,” he explained.
Tonks considered everything Harry had said and done as well as the vault and the portal machine and decided that it made more sense than someone being able to use polyjuice to turn them into a fifteen month old wizard that could toss balls of fire. “You’re in so much trouble when we get out of here. Do you know where we are?”
“Diggle Hell, the portal will take us back to the vault and from there I have magic keys to get us back to the living room.”
“In that case, why are we just sitting here?” Tonks asked warily.
“Because time is frozen for the outside world while we’re in here and the monsters drop gold coins and the occasional magic item when we kill them. Just think of the fun we could have with a vault filled with gold.”
“What if we get hurt?” she asked nervously, giving him a nervous squeeze.
“I know how to make a time loop, if we get hurt badly enough I can just reset the loop or we can use Mum’s healing sandwiches to fix everything up.”
Tonks sighed. “That’s not how the real world works, Harry.”
“I don’t know what type of potions she put in the sandwiches, you’re a witch, she’s a witch, we’re magic users,” he pointed out with a childish grin.
“I guess we can keep ambushing the monsters for a bit,” Tonks replied warily.
“Thanks Nym.” He was wasn’t sure what he was hoping to find but the experience and loot was nothing to sneeze at. “After we take out a couple more Diggles, I’ll look through the books I grabbed from the library and we’ll see if you can learn a couple of attack spells.”
“Being able to defend myself would be good. Let’s go.”
Harry reached up and tapped his nose as he really didn’t want to have this conversation a second time. “Save game.”
“Game saved.”
0o0o0
Tonks felt like kissing the floor of the vault after stepping out of the exit portal. “Now what?”
Harry grinned as he put the invisibility cloak back in his inventory then floated off her shoulders. “I want to run a different version of the Diggle maze but first I want to check on something.” He reached up and touched his nose. “Save game.”
“Game saved.”
Harry pushed magic into his wizard keys and blinked as he found himself back in the living room with Tonks sitting on the couch, a filled bookshelf and a filled platter of sandwiches. ‘Huh, the shelves reset…’ His gaze jumped to the cupboard under the stairs then he flew toward it and yanked it open then stared in shock at the glowing star. ‘How the hell is that possible? I grabbed it… that means that completing Diggle Hell must reset things.’ He smiled brightly as he reached out and grabbed the star.
Harry used the star on improving his dueling ability. “Tonks?”
Tonks rolled her eyes. “Pick out a book Harry and I’ll read you a story.”
Harry sighed as he realized that she didn’t remember their adventure. “Rats…” He took a breath then let it out. ‘Great, I’ve got to do this all over again. Oh well, at least I get a star out of the deal.’ He flew over to the bookshelf and started pickpocketing books.
After the sixth book he saved the game again then used magic and jumped into his vault using his keys. He blinked as he saw Tonks standing where he’d left her. “Tonks?”
“What did you need to check?” Tonks asked curiously.
“Some books.” Harry pulled the six books out of his inventory then stacked them with the others. ‘Okay, does this mean I have two Tonks? That would be so cool!’
“Well, get to it.”
Harry pushed magic through his keys and reappeared in the living room. He smiled as he worked on pickpocketing the rest of the books.
0o0o0
“Pickpocket Skill increased by one. Stealing equipped items, unlocked.”
Harry grinned as he reached up and touched his nose. “Save game.”
“Game saved.”
Harry looked at the empty bookshelf with a smile. ‘That was easier than I thought it would be.’ He snuck around the couch and floated up so that he could reach the back of Tonks’ head. He reached out and smiled as a window appeared with Tonks’ equipped items as well as loose change in her pockets. He grabbed her socks and pulled them to his inventory.
“Pickpocketing failure.”
Tonks frowned as she turned and mock glared at Harry. “Hey, Rugrat, it’s October, I need those.”
“Sorry.” He tried a couple more times, thankfully to the same general sort of response. He grinned and saved the game as the sixth attempt resulted in him ‘stealing’ her socks. Sadly, she ‘stole’ them back after the next failed attempt. He loaded the game then jumped to the vault and dropped the socks on the ground. He glanced at Tonks’ feet, ‘Yep, she still has her socks and her boots on.’ He channeled magic and returned to the living room and worked on stealing her clothes bit by bit.
Thirty minutes and a few trips to the vault later and he had all of her clothes other than her panties. He reached out and pickpocketed the sandwiches as they’d come in useful on their first Diggle Hell run, when an area of effect spell had nearly killed Tonks and seriously injured him. ‘If I grab her I might end up with two Nymphadoras, I can live with that.’ He set his hand on her knee and pushed magic into his wizard keys.
Tonks blinked as Harry appeared with a half naked version of her. “Harry!”
The nearly naked Nymphadora looked around in shock. “What’s going on?!”
Tonks sighed. “Harry is actually from the future, he got sent back into his younger self and we’re monster hunting.”
Nymphadora looked at Harry then the girl that looked like her. “Why are there two of us and where are we?”
“Feel free to get her up to speed, I’m going to try to find some spells we can use.” Harry walked over to the pile of magic books and started reading through them looking for spells that he should know. Thankfully unlocking spells was as easy as reading the name and incantation, if he’d known the spells before he’d found out he was a game character. He figured he’d give the girls twenty or thirty minutes to sort things out then the other Tonks could take his second invisibility cloak and they could work their way through a Diggle Hell dungeon so they could reset the room and pick up an additional star.
0o0o0o
Harry yawned as he raised his hand and called forth a firestorm on the large group of Diggles in the area. “Die, Diggle scum!”
One of the six Nymphadora’s they had in the party giggled as she ducked out from under the second invisibility cloak and hurried over to collect the gold and magical items the monsters had dropped. “How many times are we going to finish this run?”
He was fairly sure that if he ever ran into his world’s Tonks she’d strangle him for causing her copies personality quirks. Apparently stealing clothes off Tonks meant that whatever she was wearing when she was pulled out of the tutorial was ‘normal’ or at least more normal than it probably should have been considering he’d gotten a bit carried away with stealing clothes. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen to the copies when the tutorial ended but he was sort of hoping to have a couple Nymphadoras running around half naked when they got older. “How many sisters do you want?”
The original Tonks asked, “How many more stars do you need?”
“At least a couple more to finish out everything including the ability to pick up a magical Animagus form and a couple of defensive abilities. I can stop bringing more Nymphadoras in here though, it’s starting to get a little crowded,” Harry admitted.
“Nope, just asking.” Tonks figured she was already going to be grounded for the foreseeable future for taking Harry into Diggle Hell, she might as well have as many people as possible to share her punishment with.
One of the other Nymphadoras said, “If we end up with twelve we can be the dirty dozen.”
A different Nymphadora said, “We’re already way short on wands and we’re getting short on space under the cloaks.”
Harry smiled at the Nymphadora that had been looting walked over and handed him her bag of treasures then slipped back under the cloak. “Thanks. Nothing says we can’t leave a couple of Nymphs in the vault. They’ll either be frozen in time or they can read some of the magic books.”
The original Nymphadora replied, “I guess that works.”
“In that case, let’s shoot for an even dozen, maybe I’ll find the perfect book I’m supposed to give your alternate one of these resets.”
Another Nymphadora said, “I already found it. Your favorite book was about a shape changing dragon girl, I put it by the wall so it wouldn’t get lost.”
“I’ll take a look once we get back.” Harry was just glad they could farm gold along with the magical items, because otherwise taking care of over a dozen girls would have stretched anyone’s finances. “Next room.” He smiled as they headed toward the next room. He figured a dozen extra Tonks was a worthy goal and it’s not like anything bad could come of it.
0o0o0
Error! Error! Error!
Harry blinked as things seemed to hit fast forward, there was a bunch of social stuff ending with Sirius and Tonks leaving, then a nap. He ‘woke’ up to screaming coming from downstairs. “Crap!”
Lily hugged him. “It will be okay…”
The ethereal voice sounded slightly annoyed, “Error! Giant blood maxed. James Potter is not allowed to rip Voldemort’s heart out. Server resetting in five minutes.”
“Lily! He’s down! Grab the bug out bags and let's… bug out!” James shouted trying to look everywhere at once, knowing Voldemort rarely fought anyone without a dozen Death Eaters on hand to witness his triumph.
Harry scowled as he was rushed through the house, his parents grabbing a bag each. He quickly used the perk points he’d gotten from leveling to increase his wandless magic skills and defense skills then grabbed both bags and stuffed them in his inventory and saved the game.
“Game saved.”
The world blinked and he found himself back in the black void. “What the hell was that?”
“Save data corrupted, extracting all available information and compensating. Tutorial is over, have a good day.”
Harry blinked as he found himself back in a ruined house with Sirius looking down at him with a heartbroken look on his face. “I’m sorry Harry.”
“What the fuck happened?” Harry demanded as he looked at the body of his mother.
Sirius blinked and almost dropped Harry. “What?”
“Oh… I said that out loud didn’t I?” Harry said scrunching up his nose.
“Yes… who the hell are you?” Sirius demanded holding him out at arm’s length.
“Harry James Potter, I’m from the future,” Harry replied seriously.
Sirius snorted. “That’s not possible.”
“Neither’s magic. If I had my way I’d be an adult me in the past right now. You think I like being stuck in diapers? Oh and by the way, if you run off to kill Pettigrew, I’m going to be more than a little annoyed,” Harry said with a childish glare.
“But he betrayed your parents,” Sirius complained.
“And we can track him down and kill him after we sort things out. Speaking of sorting things out, I need you to set me down so I can pull some people out of my inventory,” Harry replied, wiggling in his grasp.
Sirius blinked. “People, inventory… what are you talking about?”
“Just put me down, you’re obviously a fully qualified wizard and I’m in the body of a toddler, cut me a break here.” He smacked his pudgy little hands against Sirius’ arms to no effect.
Sirius reluctantly set him down. “Fine, but no funny business.”
“I managed to get everyone while time was stuttering,” Harry hedged. “Here’s Dad, he’s just stunned and under the effects of a shrinking potion.” Harry reached into his inventory and pulled his unconscious father out and set him on the floor. “There. Let me grab the rest.” He pulled his mother out then the other Sirius. “Believe me now?”
Sirius stared at the shrunken and hopefully unconscious bodies of his best friends and someone that looked suspiciously like him. “What the hell is going on?”
“It’s a long story and we’ve don’t have time,” Harry said seriously.
“Make time,” James Potter said from the doorway.
Sirius blinked between James and and the unconscious ‘James’ on the ground. “I’m a little lost here and getting more lost by the second.”
“Someone screwed with time and then… I kinda abused that fact,” Harry admitted.
“What did you do with my son?!” James demanded.
“I am your son, someone threw me sixteen years or so into the past. I’m not all that amused about it either. Do you honestly think I want to be wearing diapers?” he repeated.
Sirius shrugged. “They’re magical, they vanish the waste.”
“Padfoot, you think that’s the point? Just in case something happens and I forget everything, Alice and Frank Longbottom need to leave the fidelius charm up for at least a month, Crouch Jr, Bellatrix, her husband and his brother go on a torture spree, the Longbottoms end up pretty much brain dead because of the pain curse. Oh and Pandora Lovegood needs to be told to get better safety measures for spell research, she dies when her daughter is nine because of an experiment.”
James asked, “Any other things you shouldn’t say because of the danger of screwing up the timeline?”
“Snape is the one that told Voldemort the prophecy and I hate the Dursleys,” Harry said.
James scowled at the mention of Snape then blinked a couple of times as the rest of Harry’s statement sunk in. “How do you even know that name?”
“I had sixteen years with them.”
James snorted. “Now I know you’re lying, that shouldn’t be possible, they’re below a muggle orphanage in Siberia on the list of people who should get you.”
“Blame Dumbledore and by extension the death eaters. He decided that casting blood wards and sticking me with Petunia was better than sending me across the ocean or pretty much anywhere.”
“Why the hell would he do that?” James asked in disbelief.
“Because Voldemort disembodied himself when he bounced a killing curse off my forehead and people credited me for his defeat, both good and bad. I really don’t get it, if anything it was something Mum figured out with some charm or something,” Harry complained. “All I know is that I spent most of my life with a target on my back for my ‘defeat’ of him.”
James glanced at Harry’s thankfully scar free forehead. “Okay, this is obviously a clusterfuck. Sirius, head to the lab and grab some truth potion.”
“You’re not going to feed it to Harry are you?” Sirius asked in disbelief; those types of potions were dangerous for children after all.
“No, I was thinking about feeding it to the Sirius look-alike first,” James admitted.
Lily sat up, “As long as it’s not me, grab a headache potion while you’re at it.”
Sirius stared at Lily in shock. “How are you alive?”
“Hell if I know,” Lily muttered, rubbing the left side of her chest, directly over her heart.
Harry smiled happily, if saving his parents had been his goal, he’d overshot the mark a bit. “I’ll be happy to go over this later, but can we unshrink and revive the rest of the people and get the place secured first? Peter sold us out, and I’d rather not be here if there is somewhere else we can hide while we sort things out.”
James shrugged. “Yeah, let me grab a couple of things, then we can blow the place up and say Voldemort obviously killed himself on the wards while we were on vacation, no story there.”
Lily raised her eyebrows as she looked down her nose at him. “You’re going to pack up all of my books first, right?”
“Of course,” James replied promptly.
Harry reached into his inventory and pulled out one of his two invisibility cloaks and handed it to Sirius. “Here, this way you can sneak around.”
Sirius leaned down and accepted the cloak before examining it. “Where did you get this?”
“The other timeline, Dad’s cloak should still be in his closet,” Harry explained.
James snorted. “Right, I’ll check that.”
Lily blinked as she finally noticed the other much smaller, though not younger, Lily. “What happened?”
“Shrinking potion and a stunner, I might be grounded for a bit… but it was for a good cause…” Harry trailed off unsure of how to explain things so is sounded less insane than it was.
“What was the good cause?” Lily asked.
“Saving you and Dad from Voldemort and Sirius from prison,” Harry replied, deciding not to bother as there was no way what he was going to say would sound remotely credible no matter how he framed it.
“Prison?” Sirius asked warily.
“Yeah, that little trick with hiding the secret keeper meant that when Peter got the best of Sirius in a duel, no one knew that Sirius wasn’t the secret keeper and he was tossed into prison without a trail,” Harry explained.
“Wait, Peter beat me in a duel?” Sirius asked incredulously.
Lily looked at Sirius in disbelief. “Out of everything that’s happened tonight, that’s what you’re objecting to?”
Sirius snorted again. “Yeah, it’s the least believable thing he’s said tonight!”
Harry snorted right back at him. “By duel I meant he hit a gas line and blew up a street, I’m fairly sure you had head trauma when the aurors showed up and found you laughing about him getting the best of you.”
“That’s more believable,” Sirius admitted.
Hagrid called out from downstairs, “Hello!”
Harry whispered, “Someone should keep him from seeing the duplicates.” He glanced down at his extra set of parents who were slowly expanding as the potion wore off.
“James will take care of it,” Sirius said before he turned to Lily. “Are you going to be alright? You’re looking a little shocky.”
Lily ignore the question and looked at Harry. “So, you’re my son?”
“I’m Harry James Potter and I’m seventeen and yeah, this is a confusing mess,” he admitted.
“Busy!” James called out from somewhere downstairs. “Talk to Sirius.”
Sirius snorted. “That’s putting it mildly.” He raised his voice, “I’ll be right down, Hagrid. The second floor is unstable. I don’t think it will take your weight!”
“Is Harry alright?” Hagrid called out.
“He’s fine!” Sirius replied loudly as he headed down to talk to Hagrid.
Lily enervated her slowly expanding doppleganger. “Lily?”
The second Lily woke up. “Why am I looking at another me?”
“Long story,” Lily told her.
She looked at Harry. “You better have a very good explanation, I remember you stunning me.”
“I do, it’s all uncle Padfoot’s fault,” Harry replied with amusement as he pointed at the unconscious Sirius.
Lily raised an eyebrow. “How is it his fault?”
“Well, you see… uh? Would you believe that he gave me a time turner?” Harry asked hopefully.
“No,” the pair of mothers chorused.
“Does that mean I’m grounded?” Harry asked with a wince, trying to distract them.
“For at least a couple of months, maybe years, depending. So… can you explain the flying bit?” Lily asked hopefully.
“Do I get a shorter sentence?” Harry asked hopefully.
Lily sighed. “It’s not jail, Harry.”
“In that case, it’s magic,” he replied happily.
Lily looked at the other Lily. “Maybe it should be more like jail.”
“Mum!” Harry grinned. “Okay, fine, it’s a magic trick, I can show you later, probably.”
The still slightly smaller Lily asked, “What happens if he falls?”
“Nothing, I’m sort of immune to falling damage,” he replied honestly.
“Immune to falling damage? Did you test that, inadvertently?” she asked wide eyed.
“Let’s go with that…” Harry trailed off as James walked back in.
“I found my cloak which means that Harry had an exact duplicate,” he said, shaking his head in wonder.
“I told you that. Now that Hagrid’s showed up, do we have a plan to avoid me getting blamed for killing Voldemort?” he asked hopefully.
James shrugged. “Sure, we just tell him that the damage was a result of a duel and we drove him off, easy enough.”
“I’ll go talk to him then we can go somewhere safer.” Lily stood up, shook her head and then headed out of the room.
Harry touched his nose. “Save game.”
“Game saved.”
Harry smiled as he realized that having a save game for a magical power was going to be rather awesome but having his parents back was even better, even if it was going to be rather weird being stuck as a fifteen month toddler for far longer than he really wanted.
0o0o0
Sirius looked up from the book he was reading as Lily stalked into the wizarding tent they were staying in until things got sorted out. “What’s the matter?”
Lily snorted. “Harry was right, most of the death eaters are already trying to bribe their way out of prison.”
“Right, business as usual.” Sirius hadn’t had all that much faith in the wizarding world’s ability to deal with the corruption even before listening to Harry’s stories about the future.
“How can you be so calm about this?” Lily demanded.
“I grew up in a family of dark wizards. If they wanted something done they normally bribed or blackmailed people until it was done. None of this is exactly new, the Death Eaters that have money will bribe their way out of prison as long as there isn’t any solid evidence that can’t be washed under the rug with the imperious defense and the people without money will get sent away to prove that the ministry is ‘doing’ something.”
“That’s insane and unacceptable, we have truth potions, magical vows and pensieves.”
“Pensieve memories can be faked, not well but they can be. Truth potions can be resisted with the right potions or enough training and none of the wizengamot want to open the door to magical vows being used in criminal trials as they don’t want to have to face the same.”
Lily ranted, “They’re marked death eaters! Why not just dose them with truth potion, maybe some of them get away with it but that’s better than letting everyone get away with it.”
Sirius shook his head. “It’s not going to happen Lily. A decent percentage of the court agrees with the death eater’s on the ‘value’ of purebloods.”
“That’s crazy.”
Sirius shrugged. “Welcome to the British wizarding world.”
“How do we fix this?” Lily asked.
Harry walked in from the other room where he’d been reading. “Easy, we make sure that Barty Crouch Jr. doesn’t get arrested.”
Lily spun and looked at Harry. “How does that fix it?”
“Barty Crouch lost a lot of political capital when his son was outed as a death eater. If that hadn’t happened then he would probably have made Minister of magic.”
Sirius snorted. “I’d rather not have him as the next Minister of Magic, he’s a sadistic bastard.”
Lily snapped, “Language.”
Harry snorted. “I’ve heard worse Mum.”
“Right, sorry, I’m still trying to wrap my head about the fact that you’re an adult mentally.”
Harry floated up and then over to the couch. “I’m still trying to adjust to being a toddler again. I don’t want Mr. Crouch for minister either but we have years to make sure he doesn’t have the political capital to run after he deals with the death eaters.”
Sirius said, “That shouldn’t be too hard considering some of the crap he’s already pulled.”
Harry looked over at his mother or at least one of them. “All we really need right now is someone that will tighten the thumbscrews on the captured death eaters and make sure none of them buy their way out of prison. If his son were to die to death eaters then he’d push that much harder.”
Lily looked down her nose at Harry. “You better not be suggesting that we kill him.”
“Of course not, we don’t need to kill him, just kidnap him.”
“And where would we keep him?”
“We could always transfigure him into a ferret or a rock. We don’t need to hold him forever, just a couple of months or years.” Harry didn’t really care if they turned him into a rock and tossed him in the ocean but he was trying not to come off as a monster right now.
Sirius would have to talk the idea over with his alternate, James and the other James but they could probably pull it off if they watched Frank’s house. “We’d have to discuss the idea with Frank but I don’t think we’ll have a problem convincing him to help.”
Lily muttered, “This would be easier if they didn’t have the money to bribe their way out of prison.”
Harry opened his mouth to say, ‘Good luck with that.’ then closed it as he realized that he had a save game ability and the ability to fly, robbing Gringotts wouldn’t be outside of the realm of possibility and he had a decent magical traps skill thanks to his many trips to Diggle Hell during the tutorial. “That would be nice.”
Lily sighed. “Can you keep track of Harry for a bit while I get some sleep?”
“You know I’m an adult, right?” Harry asked curiously.
“You’re also fifteen months old Harry.”
Sirius laughed at the look on Harry’s face. “We’ll explore the forest, it should be fine.”
“Thanks, I need to grab some sleep,” Lily admitted.
Sirius looked at Harry. “Let’s go so that your Mum can get her beauty sleep.”
Lily muttered, “Thanks.” as she walked into the other room to get some sleep.
“Sleep well.” Harry headed out of the wizarding tent and looked around the forest where they were camped.
Sirius walked out of the tent. “What’s the plan?”
“What do you mean?” Harry asked innocently as he touched his nose. “Save game.”
“Game saved.”
Sirius laughed. “You have the same look on your face your father gets whenever he’s planning a prank, spill.”
“Mum has a point about the Death Eaters having money. If they were poor, it would be a lot easier to convict them.”
“That would require robbing Gringotts.”
“It’s not like I haven’t done it before.”
Sirius shook his head. “Goblins are rather nasty and vengeful Harry. The last time around you had help and still had to escape on the back of a dragon. You might be an adult mentally but physically you’re a toddler.”
“I also have the blood of giants running through my veins as well as dragon magic. I can also fly and set up a time loop so that I can keep trying until I get it right.”
Sirius stared at Harry. “Assuming that you’re not lying through your teeth we need to hit a casino at some point. You can be my good luck charm.”
“Does that mean you’re onboard with robbing Gringotts?” Harry asked hopefully.
Sirius glanced back at the tent then looked back at Harry. “Three conditions, I want at least a five hour head start if decide to tell your mother about the bank robbery so that I can flee the country, you only steal from dark wizards or witches and I’m going to need you to prove your ability works.”
Harry laughed at Sirius. “I’m not crazy Sirius, I don’t need to be grounded for life for scaring her. As for proof, would calling a coin ten times in a row work?”
“That’s a good start,” Sirius admitted.
“Grab a coin then we can start planning.”
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“Yeah, that little trick with hiding the secret keeper meant that when Peter got the best of Sirius in a duel, no one knew that Sirius wasn’t the secret keeper and he was tossed into prison without a trail,” Harry explained. trial Sirius glanced back at the tent then looked back at Harry. “Three conditions, I want at least a five hour head start if decide to tell your mother about the bank robbery so that I can flee the country, you only steal from dark wizards or witches and I’m going to need you to prove your ability works.” if you decide to
